As soon as Xiao Wuji landed, A Yin immediately inquired about the matter she had been thinking of day and night.
The Blue Silver King had also been longing for the Emperor's arrival day and night; it and the Blue Silver Grasses unleashed their domain, exploring toward the place known as Holy Soul Village.
However, out of concern for the Emperor, the Blue Silver King did not explore the situation in exhaustive detail.
After obtaining the information that Tang San of Holy Soul Village possessed the Blue Silver Grass spirit and innate full soul power, and that the blacksmith Tang Hao was a drunkard—which matched what was written in the book—it began to report according to the book's contents.
"It really is true!"
Xiao Wuji heard the sound of A Yin gritting her teeth, and the main body in his hand shook and trembled violently.
After calming down, A Yin requested, "Blue Silver King, I wish for you to sacrifice yourself to this young man."
"I am willing to serve the Emperor." Knowing that by sacrificing itself it would not only skip fifteen thousand years of cultivation but also directly become a god, the Blue Silver King agreed without hesitation.
Xiao Wuji felt a flash of light before his eyes, and a deep soul ring settled onto his body. A vast and pure energy surged into him, causing the mysterious purple energy within his body to expand rapidly.
When the light before Xiao Wuji's eyes vanished, the thick vines on the ancient tree were gone, and a crystalline, glowing blue object clattered to the ground.
A soul bone! Xiao Wuji felt a surge of joy, stepped forward, and picked up the glowing object. Upon closer inspection, it was just like the Blue Silver Emperor soul bone—a right leg bone.
A Yin said in a deep voice, "Your first soul ring has reached eighty-five thousand years; I fear no one else can surpass this age."
Xiao Wuji was a disciple of the new Spirit Hall Pope, Bibi Dong. Without her needing to say anything extra, Spirit Hall would be locked in a life-or-death struggle with Tang Hao and Tang San.
She did not expect Xiao Wuji to deal with Tang Hao, but if he could slay Tang San and avenge her son, then her guidance today would not have been in vain.
Xiao Wuji thanked her, stored the right leg bone in his soul tool, set A Yin aside, and summoned his spirit.
With the addition of a soul ring, the sword in his hand had changed drastically; its entire body was a crystalline, gem-like blue, and the two characters "Heavenly Reliance" appeared even more brilliant.
Afterward, he put away his spirit and sat cross-legged to cultivate.
An eighty-five-thousand-year Blue Silver King was not comparable to a ten-year Lone Bamboo. A single sacrifice had directly increased his internal energy significantly, and his soul power level should have exceeded twenty, allowing him to obtain another soul ring.
What should he fuse for this second soul ring?
Xiao Wuji thought for a moment; he still had to take his cues from the novel.
After cultivating slightly and familiarizing himself with his strength, Xiao Wuji watched the actions of the protagonist in his writing and continued to update.
After some recuperation, by the time Grandmaster returned to the academy, he could barely walk.
However, according to Tang San's estimation, this poisoning and injury had severely damaged his vitality, and it would take at least a month to fully recover.
Tang San helped Grandmaster lie down on the bed before rushing to the classroom without a moment's delay.
Tang San, I am going to manipulate you ruthlessly!
Now that his soul skill had changed, if Tang San wanted to defeat Xiao Chenyu, it would naturally not be as simple as using Bind.
Xiao Wuji knew the advantages of Tang San's martial arts and, combined with the soul skill Blue Silver Pole Vault, simulated his combat scenarios.
Not long after Tang San left, his chest grew hot. Knowing it was another instruction from the ancestor, he hurried to a secluded spot to check it.
[Chapter 11: Combining Martial Arts with Soul Skills]
After obtaining the soul skill, Tang San felt that his Mysterious Heaven Skill could be cultivated again. After obtaining eighteen Lone Bamboo soul rings, he could ascend to the God Realm, so he did not think of anything else.
Seeing the title, Tang San's blood boiled. That's right, that's it! I am a disciple of the Tang Sect; how could I forget the martial arts of the Tang Sect?
Tang San read on rapidly, seeing himself in the book using Tang Sect ultimate techniques and the Blue Silver Pole Vault to defeat the noble students.
Chapter 12 was relatively simple: the teacher delivering food, registering at Spirit Hall, and finding a job at the blacksmith shop. Among these events, the teacher gave him a cultivation method, a path nearly identical to internal energy cultivation, which deepened his admiration.
Grandmaster also received the update at this time. He was panicked in the Soul Hunting Forest, as those events were things he had never heard of in his fifty years of life, so he hurriedly braced himself to read on.
Xiao Wuji wrote again about the uniqueness of the Lone Bamboo for Grandmaster, noting that Tang San's identity was special and that compatible Lone Bamboos would often sacrifice themselves automatically.
Moreover, this Lone Bamboo had another characteristic: gathering eighteen Lone Bamboo soul rings would allow one to leap into the God Realm and live forever.
Grandmaster's eyes glowed as he read: "Little San, you must take me with you to the God Realm!"
Thinking of ascending to the God Realm, standing tall and proud, and announcing the title of this book, "I Taught a God," from the God Realm, Grandmaster felt as if he had drunk celestial nectar; his severely damaged body seemed to recover by more than half in an instant.
As for the next chapter, Xiao Wuji wrote about Grandmaster giving Tang San the cultivation book and telling him to register at Spirit Hall.
"With the guidance of a master of spirit theory like me, the cultivation methods of Spirit Hall are not worth practicing anyway," Grandmaster said, climbing out of bed and finding the book on the shelf with a scoff.
He had practiced for many years, yet he was still only level twenty-nine, with almost no hope of breaking through to level thirty, which showed that practicing or not made no difference.
However, since the book said so, he might as well practice it.
[I Taught a God latest chapter catch-up reading complete.]
[Catch-up count: 54.]
Xiao Wuji looked at Xiao Wu on the screen and had some ideas regarding his second soul ring.
If he updated fast enough to make Xiao Wu sacrifice herself to him, he would not only obtain a hundred-thousand-year soul ring but also a hundred-thousand-year soul bone.
When the time came to resurrect Xiao Wu, he might even be able to easily earn the soul rings and soul bones of the Titan Giant Ape and the Azure Bull Python.
With that thought, Xiao Wuji did not stop his updates, though he occasionally checked on the developments regarding Xiao Wu.
In the backyard of Notting Academy, the four protagonists—Xiao Wu, Tang San, Wang Sheng, and Xiao Chenyu—ran into each other.
Xiao Wu had long known that her henchman Tang San would come, so she remained calm and composed; Wang Sheng knew that Sister Xiao Wu possessed extraordinary strength and faced the noble students with a fierce momentum, completely unafraid.
Xiao Chenyu, having learned that Xiao Wu was a young girl possessing a century-level spirit ring, was filled with wild fantasies; Tang San, holding himself to the standards of a Tang Sect disciple and the future leader of the Tang Sect on the Douluo Continent, knew he absolutely could not suffer the experience of becoming someone's pet, and rushed over at full speed.
"Has the fight started? I'll handle this." Tang San trod the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps, yet feeling he wasn't fast enough, he unleashed the Blue Silver Pole Vault, leaping and bounding as he flew toward them.
The students present, seeing him descend like a god from the heavens, were all struck with astonishment.
Xiao Wu asked with a smile, "Boss Xiao, my person has arrived. Who among you is going first?"
Xiao Chenyu said indifferently, "Liu Long, you go."
A tall, senior student stepped out. A yellow light flared in his hand, and a long staff over two meters in length appeared within his grasp.
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